Springfield daily republic. [volume] (Springfield, O. [Ohio]) 1887-1888, 1887-10-15

Hsnrys room, wnr.r tue s.nin repeated his
sIory word for word IL was sight 70 watch
Curtis face as lie llesr,i it
Great heavens" he said; "hers have J
been snoring away While Nylepiha was nearly
murderel-and all through me, too. What
Q fend that Sornis must bn! IL would have
served her well il Unislopossas had cut her
down in the act"
"Ay," said til, Zulu Fear not: should
have slain her she struck; | was but wait
ing the moment
said nothing; but could not help think
ing that many q Thousand doomed lives
would have been saved il lie had meted out
to Sorais the fate she meant for her sister.
And, Us the issue proved. was right
After he had told Lis tale UuIsIopoSaas
went of unconcerne,lly to get his morning
meal. and Sir Henry and fell 70 talking.
At first he was very bitter aSain,t Good,
who. he said. was no longer TO he trusted
having designedly allowed Sorais to escape
BY some Sc ret stair when it was his duty to
have handed her over to justice. Indeed he
spoke in the most unmea. ured terms OH the
matter. | let him run on a while. rejecting
to myself how easy we find it to be hard OH
are to our own.
Really, my dear fellow" | said at length,
"one would never think, TO hear you talk,
that you were the man who had an interview
with this same lady yesterday and found it
rather difficult to resist her destinations. not
withstanding your ties to one Of the loveliest
and most loving women IN the wholc world.
Now suppose that 1t was Nyleptha who had
l. - t.--I 4
her, aud she had pleaded with you, would you
have been so very eager 10 hand her over to
all open shame and to death by fret Just
look at the matter through Goods eye glass
for minute before you denounce an old
friend as q scoundreln
He listened to this jobation submissvely,
and then frankly acknowledged that he had
spo EN- harshy II is one Of the best points
in Sir HeiIry's character that he is always
ready to admit it when lie is in the wrong.
But, though I spoke up thus for Good.
was not blind to the fact, however natural his
behavior might be, it was obvious that he " a.
being involved In a very awkward and dis
graceful complication. A foul and wicked
murder had been attempted, and he bad let
the murderess escape, ard thereby, among
other things, allowed her to gain a complete
ascendancy over himself In fact he was in
q fair way 10 become her tool-and no more
dreadful fate can befail man than to he
come the tool Of an INSCRIPTIONS woman,
or indeed Of any woman. There is but one
end TO it: when he is broken, or has served
her purpose, he is thrown away-turnsi out
on the world to hunt for his lost self respect
While was pondering thus and wondering
what was to lie done-for the whole subject
was thorny one-I suddenly heard q great
clamor in the court yard outside and dis,ii-
guished the voices Of Un,slopogaas and Al
phonse, the former cursiug furiously and the
latter yelling in terror.
Hurryins out to see what was the matter, !
was met by ludicrous sight. The little
Frenchuian was running up the courtyard at
An extraordinary speed. and after him sped
Umslop Nsass like n great grey hound Just as
came out he caught him, and lifting him
right or his legs, carried him some PAGES to q
beautiful but very dense Towering shrub
which bore a flower not unlike the gardenIa,
but was covered with short thorns. Next.
despite his howls and struggles, he with one
mighty thrust pluuSei poor Alphonse head
frs: into the bush, - that nothing but tine
calves Of his legs and hts heels remained III
evidence Then, satisfied with what he had
done, the Zulu folded his arms and stood
Rrimly contemplating the Frenchmaus kicks,
and listening To his yslls. which were awful
What art thou doins'' said, running up.
~Wouldst thou xiii the mani Pull him out Of
the bush,'
With a savage grunt he obeyed seizin2 tine
wretcicd Alphonse by the ankle, and with n
jerk that must have nearly dislo, 'atei it. tear
ing him out OF the heart of the shrub. Never
did see such a sight as he presented, his
clothes half torn of his back, and bleeling Us
he was in every direction from the sharp
thorns. There he lay, and yelled and roll-i.
and there was no getting ANYTHING out OF
him.
At last, however. he got up, aud -nsconcinS
himself behind me, cursed old Umslopo;ass
by every sam. in the calendar, vowng by the
blood OF his heroic grandfather that he woulsi
poison him and have his revenge
At last l got the truth Of the matter. 1t
appeared that Alphonse Labitually cooked
Umslopogaas' porrid:e. which the latter ate
for breakfast in the corner Of tl,s court yard,
just As lie would have done at home in Zulu
land, from a gourd, and with a wooie,I
spoon. Now UmslopoSass had, like many
Zuius, . great horror Of fish, which lie con
si,lered q species Of water snake; 50 Alphonse.
who was as fond Of playing tricks Is a mon-
key, and who was also . cunsummate cook.
determined to make him eat some Accord
ingly he grated up white fish very finely
And mixed it with the Zuu's porridSe, who
swallowed it nearly all down in ignorance oi
what he was eating. But unfortunately for
Alphonss he could not restrain his joy at this
sight and came ca ering AMI peepipg round,
till at last Umslopogaas. who was clever in
his way, suspected something. and after a
careful examination Of the remains Of his
porridse, discov cred "thc buffalo heifers"
trick, and in revenge served him as have
said. Indeed, the little man was fortunate
not to get broken ne~k for his pains: for
Cs one would have thought. he might have
learned from the episode Of lis display OF
axmanship that le monsieur noir was an i'll
person to play practical jokes on.
This incident was uniLnportant enough in
itself, but narrate it because 1t led to serious
cousequeuces As soon as he had stanched
the bleediI2, from bis scratches and washed
himself, Alphonse went OF. still cursin:, to
recover his temper, u process which knew
from experience would take q very long
time. When lie had gone, l gave Cmslc-
po-aas jobation, and told him that was
.ls...,lu. of his behavior.
All, well, Macumazahn," he said, you
must DC gentle with me, for hero Is not my
place an weary OF it-weary to death Of
catln, AMI drinking, Of s.eepins and giving
in marriage love not this soft life in stone
houses that takes the heart out Of man, and
turns his strength to water and his flesh to fat.
love not the white robes and the delicate
women, the blowing Of trumpets and the